The Complete Works of William Shakespeare ...H. Frowde, 1910 |
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... lady : It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong . ADRIANA . May it please your Grace , Antipholus , my husband , Whom I made lord of me and all I had , At your important letters , this ill day A most outrageous fit of madness took him ...
... lady : It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong . ADRIANA . May it please your Grace , Antipholus , my husband , Whom I made lord of me and all I had , At your important letters , this ill day A most outrageous fit of madness took him ...
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... Lady Disdain ; on no one else does he care half so much to try the edge of his wit ; he is better pleased to be the subject of her jest than to be praised by another for his valour , his gallantry , his brilliance . But each , for the ...
... Lady Disdain ; on no one else does he care half so much to try the edge of his wit ; he is better pleased to be the subject of her jest than to be praised by another for his valour , his gallantry , his brilliance . But each , for the ...
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William Shakespeare. the others have departed , is the question ' Lady , have you wept all this while ? ' and the two wills of man and maid are instantly made one in the desire by active measures to right a cruel injustice . Biron , the ...
William Shakespeare. the others have departed , is the question ' Lady , have you wept all this while ? ' and the two wills of man and maid are instantly made one in the desire by active measures to right a cruel injustice . Biron , the ...
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... Lady baby Beatrice all in tears ! What shall I do to comfort her ? What can I give her in remembrance of her first Benedick ? " I sobbed out I Give me the book from which you studied Benedick " . He answered , " You shall have it , my ...
... Lady baby Beatrice all in tears ! What shall I do to comfort her ? What can I give her in remembrance of her first Benedick ? " I sobbed out I Give me the book from which you studied Benedick " . He answered , " You shall have it , my ...
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... lady : there was none such in the army of any sort . 32 LEONATO . What is he that you ask for , niece ? HERO . My ... lady , in these wars . 48 BEATRICE . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it : he is a very valiant trencher ...
... lady : there was none such in the army of any sort . 32 LEONATO . What is he that you ask for , niece ? HERO . My ... lady , in these wars . 48 BEATRICE . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it : he is a very valiant trencher ...
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ADRIANA ÆGEON ANGELO ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE ANTONIO ARMADO BALTHAZAR BASSANIO BEATRICE BENEDICK BEROWNE BORACHIO BOTTOM BOYET CHIG CLAUDIO comedy COSTARD daughter dear DEMETRIUS DOGBERRY DON JOHN DON PEDRO doth DROMIO OF EPHESUS DROMIO OF SYRACUSE ducats DUKE DUMAINE Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy faith father fool gentle give GOBBO grace GRATIANO hath hear heart HELENA HERMIA Hero HIPPOLYTA HOLOFERNES honour husband JAQUENETTA JESSICA KATHARINE KING lady LAUNCELOT LEONATO LONGAVILLE look lord LORENZO Love's Labour's Lost lovers LUCIANA LYSANDER madam MARGARET Marry master MERCHANT merry mistress MOTH NERISSA never night oath OBERON PHILOSTRATE play Pompey PORTIA pray thee prince PRINCESS PUCK Pyramus QUINCE ROSALINE SALANIO SALARINO SCENE Shakespeare SHYLOCK Signior soul speak swear sweet tell THESEUS THISBE thou art thou hast TITANIA tongue true UNIV unto URSULA Venice villain wife word
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Page 99 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Page 330 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 362 - Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Page 362 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall . we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Page 339 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Page 386 - It must not be; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established: 'Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state: it cannot be.
Page 267 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 241 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 396 - Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Page 388 - a pound of flesh." Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.